Date: Sun, 24 Jan 1999 07:01:55 -0800
From: blackboys2000
Subject: ebony towers (man/boy, boy/boy, blackboys)
Warning, this story contains depictions of hardcore sex between men
and boys, and amongst boys. If this offends you, you know what to do.
If you are a horny 12 year old who happens to be reading this, I can't
stop you, so have fun! Just don't let your parents see you.
Send all constructive criticisms, comments, suggestions, fantasies,
and everything else except flames and
bullshit to blackboys2000@goplay.com.
Ebony Towers
Chapter 1
Andy Williams was the gym teacher at the local K-8 elementary school.
He was a handsome black-haired man who stood six feet tall even and
was muscular in build, which made him the object of desire for many of
the teachers there. He was nervous when he first started, being the
only the only white teacher at the all black school, and the fact that
the neighborhood it was located in was dangerous to say the least, but
after a while, the nervousness wore off, and he quickly became one of
the most liked teachers at the school.
The one thing that kept him nervous was the fact that he was a closet
boylover, and since he taught the boys' gym class, he was surrounded
by hordes of young, horny jail bait everday. Black boys were his
favourite; they exuded an exotic sexuality that fed his masturbation
sessions at night, and to him, they were the most unabashed, rough and
tumble type. These were the kind of boys that turned him on the most.
All of the boys in his class were gorgeous, but one of them was drop
dead beautiful. His name was Jamal Alexander, a 12 year old Hershey
bar coloured specimen of African beauty. He had light puppy-dog brown
eyes, a button of a nose, and full, red lips. His perfectly shaped
head was crowned with a short bush of tight, black Afro curls, neatly
trimmed around the edges. He was very athletic, but also very smart,
having the highest average in the school, (his momma wouldn't settle
for less). Everytime he looked in his face, he almost fainted, and
seeing him in his gym shorts made him drool. Since the school kept the
seventies style gym suits, the ones that stop just short of a boy's
behind and left nothing to the imagination, his plump, round globes,
shapely dark legs, and very noticable lump mesmirized him. He often
wondered if the boy always had an erection or was as horse hung as
Blacks were reported to be.
One day while he was in his office during recess, Jamal came in his
office, wanting to talk.
"Coach, I wanna talk to you about somethin', but it's kinda personal
like, ya dig?"
"Hey, that's my job, what's going on?"
"Well, it's about girls and stuff."
"Oh? That's all? What about em?"
"Well like, they be makin' me all hard and stuff in class. Like
whenever I get close to em, I get all dizzy and funny feelin' in my
dick and balls and stuff."
Andy's dick was at it's full 8.5 inches when Jamal said this. He too
started getting that funny feeling in his balls. Good thing he was
sitting behind his desk. That deadly mixture of beauty and boyish
unabashedness about woodies was turning him on big time.
"W-well uh, y-you're at that age when uh, your body starts doing, doing
things you don't always want it to do. Erections are perfectly normal
for a 12 year old boy."
"I be tryin' to hide it and stuff, but whenever I stand up, it sticks
way out. Everbody laughs at me when they see it, and some of the girls
point at it and giggle, sayin' its big and stuff."
By now Andy was leaking gallons of pre-jizz into his underwear. His
favourite boy was telling him that he was packin'!
"That happened to me too in school, the guys used to either laugh at
me or want to beat me up because I was always bigger than they were."
"Yeah? You ever measured yours, mine is 7 1/2 inches long, and its
three fingers fat already. Wanna see it?"
He didn't wait for coach to answer, because he immediately stood up,
pulled his shirt up to expose his dark torso, and lowered the front of
his shorts. Andy's dick throbbed at the sight of the boy's massive
erection. There it was, all 7 1/2 inches of it, and as fat as three of
his fingers across. For something so big, there wasn't even a trace of
pubic hair on his mound or on his golf ball sized nuts, and by him
being so short, it made his erection look even bigger. Holding his
shirt under his chin, Jamal reached down and started jacking it
slowly, from the thick base all the way to the big, strawberry-red
mushroom. This got Andy sweating and breathing in pants.
"My God, dear God, where did you, how did you, DAMN!"
"Hehe, big ain't it? I'll let you touch it of you let me see yours. I
promise I won't tell nobody!"
What more motivation did he need? He stood up, undid his shorts, and
pulled out his throbbing 8 1/2 inch muscle. Jamal stood there amazed,
staring at the big hairy dick.
"Damn, you big like a mutha! I thought ALL white men had lil dicks!"
"Well, not ALL of us, as you can see."
Jamal looked in the coach's face, and put on a smile that would melt
Antarctica, and asked:
"You'll let me suck it?"
All he could do was nod, and the ebony boy kneeled in front of coach,
and put his mouth on coach's dick head. He sucked on just the head,
then took almost all of it in his throat, and started sucking like a
pro. He was bobbing his head, drawing in his cheeks, slurping loudly
until the drool was running down his chin, and working his tongue like
there was no tomorrow. He was humming his content, obviously the white
man's cock was a very tasty treat for him.
"MMMMMHHHH, MMMMMMMHHHHH, SLURP/SUCK, SLURP/SUCK, SLURP SUCK."
Coach started thrusting his hips, holding the back of the boy's head,
pulling it onto his cock, moaning like mad, afraid that someone was
going to hear them.
"UUUUGH, UUUGH, UH YEAH, UGH SUCK IT, SUCK IT HARDER...UUUUGH, YEAH."
The sound of sucking, moaning, and manly hairy balls slapping a boy's
chin filled the small office. Just when he was about to blast his seed
down the boys throat, the bell rang, recess was over all too soon.
They scrambled to get dressed, and straightened each other's clothes
out.
"Come RIGHT back after school young man, YOU have a detention!"
"Yes sir. I most surely will."
Coach waited nervously for Jamal to show up for his detention. All day
after that dynamite blowjob he had received from the 12 year old kid,
his whole body had been on fire. His mind kept drifting back to the
hot scene, making him ooze pre-jizz that kept his underwear wet. The
pungent yet subtle odor drew weird responses from people, especially
the kids.
Jamal was going through the same thing for the rest of his classes.
Everytime he thought about the man's big fat cock, the juices went
surging through his hot black body, keeping his massive dick at full
mast for most of the day. He had to walk, with difficulty with his
books in front of his crotch, but his dick was so big that everyone
still noticed. As usual, the girls looked and giggled, and the boys
teased him, but deep down, they were jealous. Not that they needed to
be, most of them were hung for their ages, some were as big as he was,
and a few were even bigger but none were as beautiful.
When the final bell rang signalling the end of the school day, Jamal
went and called his momma to let her know that he was going to be late
getting home from school. She chewed him out a bit, then told him to
get straight home afterwards. After hanging up the phone, he went
straight to the coach's office.
Coach was sitting at his desk when he walked in, and as soon as Coach
was aware of his presence, he stood up to usher him in, locked the
door, and pulled the blinds shut. Jamal was already hard from the
anticipation, his big young dick straining against his skimpy black
uniform shorts. Coach sat back down at his desk on the edge of his
chair and beckoned him over. Jamal walked between his legs, and Coach
pulled his shirt over his head, and then pulled off his own. He kissed
Jamal's dark, pouty nipples, licked them round and round, then started
sucking on them. Jamal moaned his approval, and placed his hands
around the man's head.
"uuuh, uuuh, oooh, uuuuh!"
While still licking and nursing at the boy's nipples, he let his hand
wander to the big lump, caressing it and squeezing it gently, feeling
it pulse in response. He then reached up and kissed him in the mouth.
Jamal responded, and for the next five minutes they tongue wrestled,
kissing passionately. The boy's mouth tasted so fresh he could have
gotten off on this alone. After pulling his erection from his shorts,
he reached and pulled Jamal's shorts, pulling both it and his
underwear down to his ankles, his log bobbing from his bald pubis.
They stopped kissing and started rubbing their cockheads together.
This was kinda fun, like he was rediscovering his own sexuality,
reminding him of his buddies explorations. After "sword fighting" for
few moments, he stopped and just gazed in awe at this display of young
black boyhood. It was throbbing and twitching, waiting to be sucked.
He obliged it, sticking out his tongue to lick the fat dickhead. His
tongue darted all around it, even playing at the eye of the monster.
He took in the whole tool, and started sucking it slowly, savouring
the hardness of the boydick, the fullness of it in his mouth, and that
SMELL, still that little boy smell, still untouched by puberty. And oh
the taste, it was so different from that of white boys, it was
indescribable, but nevertheless it had him drooling like Jamal was
when he had his full lips wrapped around his ivory tool. He started
bobbing up and down on it, working his tongue, sending the boy to
heaven.
"aaaw yeah, uuuh, yeah, mmmmm, suck it good, uuuuh!"
Encouraged by this, he started bobbing his head up and down faster,
from his fat head to his plump testicles. The boy, moans became more
plaintive, and just when he was going to get it off, Coach stopped,
leaving the boy's body shivering and shaking, his 7.5 inch cock
throbbing with pre-orgasmic tension.
"Let's get a little more comfy, eh?"
"Aiight."
They started removing their clothes, and when they were totally
naked, Coach cleared off his desk and laid down on top of it. He
pulled Jamal to on top of him in a 69, and they sucked on each other's
dicks greedily. It didn't take long for neither one of them to pop
off, the boy getting a taste of man-seed, and the man getting the
flavour of sweet kidcum down on his tongue and down his throat. Jamal
turned around on him, and they resumed kissing, swapping each other's
cum. Afterwards they rested for a bit on the desk, Jamal on top of
Coach. Both needed to recover, but both of them were still hard; Coach
still had the hormones of his younger counterpart even though he was
nearly 3 times the boys age at 35. It didn't take long, and that's
when Jamal popped the question.
"Will you fuck me in the ass?"
"You sure you want to?"
"Yeah, I can take it, pleeeeeeeeeeze?"
Coach, even if he wanted to, couldn't resist those puppy dog brown
eyes. So he got up and placed the boy on his back, and lifted his legs
up, shifting him a bit to have full access to the boy's ass. When he
did, he nearly fainted from the beauty of the two perfectly round
cheeks, with a deep, well defined valley in between. When he parted
them, the tight, pink of his hole made his dick even harder. He
immediately commenced to eating out the boys ass, licking and
slurping, wiggling and working it super fast, driving his tongue hard
and deep inside the whole as fast as he could, making the boy squeel.
"OOOOOOOOO, UUUUUUUUHHHH, UUUUUUUUHHH, YEAAAAAH, UUUUUUH SHIT, YEAH
DO IT!"
When the man was finally stopped, the hole was quivering and winking
from the thorough rim job it received. He placed his fat cock at the
entrance, and pushed it all in slowly, not stopping until it was
buried up to his balls. And he started to fuck him.....hard and fast.
"UUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUGH! UUUUGH! UUUGH!" , cried the boy.
"YEAH, TAKE THIS DICK, TAKE THIS DICK! OH GOD YOUR SO TIGHT!"
"YEAH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME FASTER, UUUUUUUGH YEAH LIKE THAT....DO IT
HARDER,
AAAAAH, YEAH, YEAH, UUUUUUGH! FUCK ME, FUUUUCK MEEEEE!"
The man hammered the boy in this position for a few minutes, and then
turned him over on his hands and knees and hammered him even harder
than before, taking the breath out of both of them. He loved the
way the plump black ass shook and quivered when he pounded it, and the
extreme tightness yet fuckability of his hole. Jamal loved the
hardness and the feel of in and out, rubbing his anal walls, as well
as the pounding of the hard dick on his little prostate. He pushed his
ass back towards the dick to receive more of it, arching his back to
get just the right amount of pounding on his joy spot. They both
exploded at the same time, Jamal splattering the desk with his cum,
and Coach pumping his little guts full of hot sperm. Jamal collapsed
onto the desk with Coach still embedded in him, and they rested for a
while. He then remembered that the custodian would be there to clean
up shortly, so he withdrew from the boy, and cleaned each other up.
They wiped the cum off of the desk, some had splattered on the wall
too. Just as they were wrapping up, the custodian knocked on the door,
making them jump. Jamal sat down and tried to look normal, and coach
opened the door to let the custodian in.
"You came just in the nick of time, Mr. Robinson, I was JUST getting
through with my pupil here!"
Boy if he only knew!